Autumn Leaves

-What is Autumn Leaves?
Autumn Leaves is a mod, an unofficial extension of the game Fallout : New Vegas. It is in development and will be free for everyone already possessing any version of the game.

-In detail?
It’s a partially-voiced adventure with a heavy focus on plot and investigation. In Autumn Leaves, the player will discover a derelict library inhabited by sentient machines. Each with their own back-story and agency. What happens from that moment will depend on you, the player.

-What’s your inspirations? What is Autumn Leaves general feeling?
I love RPGs of the old kind : Fallout, Arcanum, Ultima Underworld, Morrowind and most of all, Planescape : Torment. These games had such an impact on my views on RPG that I wouldn’t be able to escape their influence, even if I wanted to. Autumn Leaves is a kind of tribute to the people who made them.

It features :
- 5 hours of play
- 10 new quests
- Unique new abilities and perks
- Several different endings
- Skillchecks
- Non-Linear quest resolutions

You’ve been walking trough the Mojave Desert for quite a while now. Your luck and water both ran out, a bullet hole in your canteen. You expected the raiders in the region to be ruthless but you didn’t expected them to be so *many*. While you succeeded in losing them in the maze of the cliffsides, you also managed to lose yourself.

With a slightly masochistic urge, you scratch the barely closed wound on your forehead and wonder what you are to do next. Your left eye stings for a bit, and your sight freezes on a cave entrance you didn’t notice until now.

Determined to find a solution to your predicament – temporary as it may – you set yourself up to explore this cavern. But what you find there makes you quickly wonder if there are still some misfortunes left for you.

On the ground, a message, hastily scribbled on a torn sheet of paper: “one of them lies but I do not know which one. Be careful.”

Despite the ominous setting, you press on, driven by a sense of confident premonition you’re not even bothering to understand. You’re barely surprised when you find a titanic door to an underground vault.

This place has been untouched for what…decades? Centuries? Was this place built before the bombs fell?

The persistent sound of the aeration system strengthens as you come closer to the bowels of this daedalus, as if the whole atmosphere was pumped in the never-ending inspiration of an awakening giant.

At the end of the corridor, a room filled with vast rows of books suddenly lightens up and, in a bizarre display of joy, the robot that was standing still in its center suddenly erupts at your arrival:

“At last! Welcome to the library, dear guest. We were expecting you!”